How’s living lucid? My inner child is a monster.

This is not going to be an ongoing theme in my writing, or maybe it is. But I’ve been off the weed for a month now and I’m not saying it’s easy or has changed my life radically or brought me wizard powers but there’s some interesting shit happening. I also just lied. I smoked it once last weekend. I …

The Nightmare Of Quitting Pot.

I smoke pot. Well I did. I quit recently. I didn’t smoke a lot but I did it every night. Like one little hoot a night before bed with my hubby. I don’t drink (except a shot of tequila once a year at a party, and then I rip up the dance floor like a fucking monster queen) but on …

#blacklivesmatter #whitesarescared

I’ve been soaking up as much social media and essays and articles about #blacklivesmatter as I can. I want to be informed. I want to be useful. And then I read this: Malcolm X was approached by a white woman at a rally and she asked him “what can I do?” and he said “nothing” and turned back towards the …

I’m Titrating Right Now.

Titrate: Verb: To continuously measure and adjust the balance of a physiological function.  One of the perks of having my own radio show is that I get to talk to whomever I want about whatever I want. This means most of my interviews are about emotions, drug-use and dirty jokes. I’ve always been fascinated with “going there”. You know? Going …

Burn Out Is Radical

The telltale signs of burn-out are: 1. You can’t do more than one thing at a time. If you try to do more than one thing at a time you start to freak out and get anxiety. 2. You are excited as hell to crawl into bed at night and it hurts to wake up to an alarm. 3. If …

All the single ladies

My best friend came over this afternoon. She started crying. She is 35. She is beautiful. She is witty and adventurous and has a super hot body. She has a self-created career. She loves bike rides and tropical vacations and reggae music and nude sunbathing. She is single.

Love the Bitch

For 15 years I’ve been working collectively making theatre; and 80% of the time I’m in the room I can’t shut up. I’m loud, opinionated and passionate. I care a lot. I’m sure it’s annoying as fuck. I tell my collaborators when I think they’re off the mark. I fight for my ideas. I’m fine getting into conflict and hashing …

A conversation about grief, loss and how best to remember.

This is an incredible question.  I brought in an expert to answer it. Question: Hi Emelia, I have become close with the mother of my friend who committed suicide last year. We have only  gotten to know each other since her son/my friend passed, and it has been a very enriching relationship, I feel really grateful for the ability to …

For the Depressed Motherfuc*ers at Christmas.

It’s Dec 20th and I just went for a walk with my family. It was sunny out and we walked for about an hour and a half straight. On the stroll I didn’t see one happy person. Every Single Fucking Person had that sad, dead Christmas look in their eyes. And it made me feel a whole lot better. First …

Advice: How do I hate Christmas less?

Advice Column Question: How do I hate Christmas less?  Ya know? Answer: Yep. I know. But I don’t think you hate Christmas. I think you are grieving. I call it the un-nameable Christmas sadness and it shows itself in many forms. One of my highlighted bad memories of Christmas was looking out of our living room window on Christmas morning at …